Real Woo Woo

 

One of my email buddies, Matthew Thuney, who is the Director of The Center for Ontological Action, in Bellingham, WA, which has had a showing of my movie, passed this wondrous story along.

 

As Willie the Shakes said,

 

“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

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It would take an unusual man to decide, in a split second after witnessing a car crash, to crawl into the Subaru that had erupted into flames 8 feet high to try to save a little girl and her dad.

A week ago, early Thursday evening in Ballard, that is what Kenny Johnson did.

The accident happened a few feet from his family home and an adjoining business he owns, Rizzo’s French Dip, at 7334 15th Ave. N.W.

Johnson, 40, was pulling out of the driveway, he says, when he saw a Ford Fusion heading north on the arterial at more than 60 mph. Then, there was the crash into cars waiting at a stoplight.

Johnson remembers seeing other witnesses hurry to the scene. But nobody went into the flames. “Everybody was kind of frozen,” he says.

He remembers talking to himself as he went into the Subaru:

“Oh, my God, this car is gonna blow up and I’m going to be in it. Well, if does blow up, I guess I’m going straight to heaven because I’m trying to save that little girl.”

He did save the 3-year-old, Anna Kotowicz, who suffered a broken arm and some bruising.

Her dad, Andy Kotowicz, 37, who had just picked up his daughter at day care, died at Harborview Medical Center three days later. He had worked for 10 years as a sales and marketing executive, and a talent scout, at Sub Pop, the Seattle record company.

That Thursday, Johnson didn’t only crawl into the Subaru; he also went to help the driver of the Ford Fusion, which also was in flames.

Johnson says it looked to him as if the driver was having a seizure: twitching, eyes rolling. He splashed water on the man’s face but did not try to move him. By then someone had used a fire extinguisher on both vehicles.

Police say the accident is under investigation. No citations were issued at the scene as is standard until the investigation is complete.

Amid the crackling and popping of the car on fire, Johnson says he heard the cries of the 3-year-old, “a beautiful princess with blonde hair and blue eyes.”

“The car was literally like only 5 feet long. The back was totally smashed. The front was totally smashed. The car seat in which the little girl was in the back had been pushed up front,” remembers Johnson.

“I looked in the front window and saw the gentleman. He was lifeless. I keep hearing the baby crying.

“I go to the passenger side. I don’t remember this, but people afterward told me that when I couldn’t open the door, I ripped it off the hinges. I jump into the car. For a few seconds, it’s like there is no sound, no smell, everything is in slow motion. I can’t explain it any other way.”

Johnson managed to unbuckle the girl. He put her against his shoulder, carried her to the sidewalk and handed her to a woman who works in a nearby salon.

Days passed, and Johnson went back to his routine.

That is, until Tuesday morning around 6, he says.

“My wife is next to me in bed. She’s sleeping. Everything is where it’s supposed to be,” says Johnson. “Then there is this man standing right by the bed. He says he needs help with a few things. I say, ‘OK.’

“Now, I know it’s him (Kotowicz) even though the only time I had seen him was at the accident, when he didn’t look, you know, normal. He says he wants me to give a message to his wife and to his daughter. That’s private so I can’t tell you about that message.

“He also tells me to talk to the people at Sub Pop, he wants to let them know not to be mad at the driver that caused the accident. That’s his message.”

Johnson says that later that day, he went to the Sub Pop website, and there it was, a memorial photo of the man who had stood by his bed: Kotowicz.

That same Tuesday, he went to the Seattle downtown headquarters of Sub Pop and met with the staff and told them about the vision.

The staff greeted with tears the man who had saved their co-worker’s daughter.

Chris Jacobs, general manager at Sub Pop, says about the vision, “We’re dumbfounded and rapt.”

Erik Lacitis: 206-464-2237 or elacitis@seattletimes.com

Let Me Entertain You…

There are two interviews I did that are posted on YouTube that I liked a lot. I’d love it if you’d take a look.

Justin Brown, of Unified Field Radio, sure knew how to get me to tell you about what he posted(Link) Here’s what he wrote:

What a great show this is. Suzanne Taylor may be the most inviting and progressive woman in Los Angeles. She was with us this Saturday night and Suzanne is the producer and director of the groundbreaking films, “What On Earth? Inside the Crop Circle Mystery,” and “Crop Circles: Quest For Truth,” but she doesn’t stop there. She also facilitates theconversation.org, hosts lectures and get-togethers at her California home, and helps to usher in the new age of expanding consciousness with not only a sharp and open mind but with kind open arms. We speak about her movies, her gatherings, the latest crop of circles this year and what it all means. Tune in to capture her ambience but stay for the incredible enlightenment of the crop circles.

Although it’s radio, it’s on YouTube because there’s a slide show you can watch while we’re talking — of me, crop circles, and things from the two movies. In fact, this was one of my favorite radio shows. Justin is very sharp.

To see me being interviewed on camera, tune into trippy Aaron McCollum and The Truth Collective (link) There are lots of good visuals in a very sweet movie they made of the interview.

I’ve directed you to Part One of both interviews.  The other parts can be found if you fish around.

The Wisdom of the Ages in my Backyard

I got this email because Lex Hixon was a close ally of mine, and the writer found reports of what Lex and I did together posted here: http://mightycompanions.org/LexHixon.

I met Lex Hixon when I was a teenager. He inspired me to be a more loving person and to be less judgmental of other people. I LOVED HIM AND STILL DO. I spent a lot of time with him and was introduced to many religions because of him. In my opinion he was one of the most beautiful people I HAVE EVER MET IN MY LIFE. HE GAVE EVERYONE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. I have never felt so loved in the purest sense of the word.

This sort of expression is a common one. People would run by Lex briefly and it would be unforgettable for them. It was instant connection and melting of hearts. A lots of this came out when Lex died — he thought it was parasites from India, where they gave him some major honor, but it was colon cancer, caught too late.

Lex was one of the giant thinkers of our time. Ken Wilbur wrote the intro to Lex’s first book, Coming Home: The Experience of Enlightenment in Sacred Traditions, in which he said, “Perhaps the single best introductory book ever written on the world’s great mystical traditions.”

Lex was a rabble rouser. When he left, we were in the midst of planning Celebrations of the Human Spirit, which we were going to do in stadiums. Lex could have pulled that off. He so wanted to wake the world up, and he came from a wealthy family that could have supported some pretty wild attempts.

Lex left us way too soon, at age 55, in 1995, on November 1, All Souls’ Day, interestingly the day when they say the line between the world’s is thinnest. This is a beautiful obituary written by another close ally, that I urge you to read.